I find Chapel Hill’s Hopper nestled amidst verdant forest. Chapel Hill is a college town of the University of North Carolina (UNC). On Chapel Hill’s main street, amputee panhandlers and drunk manic depressives alternately yell at each other, passers-by and police.
After Atlanta, it’s a wet, twisting Appalachian road that leads to Greenville, South Carolina and its Hopper picture.
A Truly American Road to Greenville
The road bisects man-made Tennessee Valley Authority lakes which spill into whitewater rapids. Thereafter, it leads to north Georgian escapes where wealthy Atlantans sit on deck chairs by the lake. Here, they sip mint juleps and watch their neighbors jet by in speedboats.
The road continues through the isolated, age-old poverty of western North Carolina. Not unpleasantly, the asphalt is shrouded by barbecue smoke and black diesel exhaust.
It is a beautiful road, a truly American one. At the end of it lies the small, quintessentially Southern town of Greenville, South Carolina. The main street in Grenville is called Main Street and is lined by old trees.
My apologies for the long absence.
While away, I have been busy preparing my book on Edward Hopper for publication.
The finished product will have 90 pictures, including over 50 high quality color reproductions of pictures by Hopper and his contemporaries.
Framed: A Journey Into Edward Hopper’s America will be available in hardback, paperback and e-book formats.
Stay tuned for more updates as the dream of publishing a book on Edward Hopper becomes closer to reality!